Coming home obviously leaving Friday morning I CAN get all the way to Brussels for Friday night but why bother?

Coming home, obviously leaving Friday morning, I CAN get all the way to Brussels for Friday night, but why bother? I am doing Brussels at end of October. Better to just get from Vienna to Frankfurt Friday night, that is long enough after all. Last night in Frankfurt. Spend anything I have left. Then a leisurely trip to Brussels get there 10am, on 11am train, home midday London, home 2pm. Erection just writing these words.
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So many amazing bosoms bouncing along Piccadilly last night, the brunette in black trousers and black jumper over lovely big boobies the first of them

So many amazing bosoms bouncing along Piccadilly last night, the brunette, in black trousers and black jumper over lovely big boobies the first of them.
Then on way home this morning on B—— platform London side walking to exit black bun, olive green sweater dress over most enormous bouncy knockers and black stockings. Absolutely sensational. Can you IMAGINE working in the office all day with that???? I would have an erection all day and be masturbating in the toilets 20 times a days.

Christ I certainly woke randy today. Iron hard erection, I m———, but then the erection came back again and I was randy again

Christ I certainly woke randy today. Iron hard erection, I m———, but then the erection came back again and I was randy again. Thinking about the black girl in the Max Hotel this time. That amazing sexy arse. Hangover randiness perhaps, or effect of —- I took at ———, but pointlessly. No desire whatsoever. Home by 10pm. So felt no desire in Brussels and now no desire in ——-. Think I am still in all out storage mode, all out saving a pot of money mode. Really anti spending money right now. Also got Munich and Vienna on my mind.

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Well a totally disturbed sleep today waking constantly checking time to see it still early

Well a totally disturbed sleep today, waking constantly, checking time to see it still early. A sexy dream about office to everyone’s steamy lubricious rising priapic shock determinedly turning towards Brexit, and it felt an Italianate Brexit. Woke with erection, feeling so steamy lubricious. Is this the start of the countdown to my Brussels holiday? So randy now.

Looking back at my holiday all the memories are from the Thursday and Friday in Brussels. That tells me everything

Looking back at my holiday all the memories are from the Thursday and Friday in Brussels. That tells me everything. Cine Paris was OK, came out with erection, that made the street girls more enticing, 5th Avenue poorer than ever with one exception, one amazing huge tit brunette Nicola in the Aerschot windows, some kabin films not great but OK, Cine Paris better later, Empire girls actually turned me on as well. Can’t wait to get back now. Depends on the Eurostar tickets. Oh but I just felt so relaxed to be back in Brussels again. To doze in Cine Paris before closing–BEFORE IT SHUTS DOWN FOREVER. To lazily watch the strippers after midnight. To enjoy the amazing window girls. The kabins. 5th Avenue for one maybe. The street girls. Big tit black Bridget. Cannot wait to get back already.

SMUT SMUT SMUT. FU MANCHU. I WOULD like to write that Fu Manchu book, The Willing Cheeks of Fu Manchu. To capture that smutty yellow world I live in

SMUT SMUT SMUT. FU MANCHU. I WOULD like to write that Fu Manchu book, The Willing Cheeks of Fu Manchu. To capture that smutty, yellow world I live in. Maybe set in Soho of 1990s, the fin-de-siecle naughty nineties, dense fog, thunderstorms, gloom. Rickshaws. Fu Manchu in long yellow silk robe, with bulge of his erection clearly visible. Getting turned on just thinking about it. The yellow mags, the Italian mags.

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